Anyone who has had a make-up lesson at my studio knows about the Naughty Basket. It’s the dark place where used, inappropriate, or just plain unloved make-up goes. The fact that I fill it so quickly says a lot about how successful women are at purchasing products that work for them, but that’s another blog post.
When the Naughty Basket is full, the contents get packaged up and sent off to Terracycle®, a recycling company that facilitates, among many other waste collection programs, a Personal Care and Beauty Brigade® in partnership with cosmetic giant Garnier®.
In an ongoing effort to keep all of this packaging and chemical waste from reaching a landfill or an ocean, I’m hosting the first annual “Give Up Your Trash, Get Some Lash” event on Friday, November 14th. We’ll be collecting your beauty trash from 9:00 a.m. until 5:00 p.m. at my studio, which is located at 892 County Line Road, Bryn Mawr, PA 19010. Parking in back and on streets surrounding the studio.
Take this opportunity to clean up and clean out your drawers and cabinets for the good. Drop off your used, empty or unwanted make-up and cosmetic containers, and as our thanks, we’ll put false lashes on you that you can rock on your Friday night out (or in). We will accept the following items:
- Cosmetics packaging such as cases, bottles and tubes from lipstick, gloss, mascara tubes, eye shadow, bronzer, foundation, powder cases, eyeliner as well as eye and lip pencils.
- Hair care packaging such as bottles/jars and caps from shampoo, conditioner and styling products
- Skin care packaging such as tubes, bottles and jars from face and body soaps and lotions
And for more information about starting your own recycling brigade, visit terracycle.com.
Got a request from Philadelphia Wedding Magazine to share my five favorite things, and this is how it went down….
One of the aspects of my wedding adventures that I most appreciate is the special bond between mother and daughter. I feel very close to my brides, and to their moms, who are often around my age. This is a … Continue reading
Just like last year, I have an outstanding example of a prom “do” (versus a don’t, and we all know what that might look like).
Elizabeth is a senior at Agnes Irwin School. She designed her own dress and it was put together for her by the talented tailors at SewRob in Wynnewood. She’ll be attending Washington and Lee University in Virginia this fall, and playing for their volleyball team. Elizabeth is a lovely young woman who was happy with the fresh make-up and unfussy hair I designed for her.
Congratulations to Elizabeth and to mom Alexis for producing such a beautiful daughter!
You may not be old enough to remember Irish Spring soap commercials (“Manly yes, but I like it too!”) or know that Ivory soap floats, or that each bar of Dove contains “one-quarter cleansing cream.“ In those days, upscale bar soaps—those you wouldn’t find in a grocery store—were made by apothecarial types and American companies that were named after British people. The raciest body cleanser available was Vitabath, a heady green gelee that manly-men wouldn’t be caught dead using.
Soap went liquid in a big way in the 1980’s, when a company named Minnetonka introduced Softsoap. Almost 30 years later, bar soap has been sidelined in favor of every conceivable form of liquid cleanser, specialized by body part, and scented in all manner of flora, food and philosophies. Drugstores, supermarkets and big box stores stock aisles with dozens of brands that promise to calm, invigorate and exfoliate. Product junkies have field days in department stores and specialty retailers like Bath and Body Works and Sephora, where hundreds of shower and bath gels smell like breakfast, dessert and Starbuckian beverages.
Soap that is soft doesn’t get wrapped in paper; it gets bottled, usually in plastic, with a pump dispenser, the assumption being that to pump is to enjoy body cleansing in its most convenient form. But, as usual, convenience has a price; according to data from the Container Recycling Institute, about 25% of the bottles that are used for all this fancy washing are recycled (not the pumps, mind you, there’s no hope for them) – the rest go to landfills. No wonder that the lowly, lonely soap bar is standing on the outside looking in, wondering what the eco-hell has gotten into us.
In case you’re thinking of slinking back to the bar, but are concerned about harmful additives and the like, you can visit the Skin Deep database, which rates product safety on a scale from 1 to10, based on ingredients (not on how dangerous it is to pick up a bar of soap in the shower). Of the 1,252 bar soaps reviewed, over half rate a “2” (low hazard). Mainstream brands like Dove and Caress tend to score higher, and ironically, The Body Shop, a brand that promotes itself as “natural,” is one of the few with soaps that rate a whopping “7” on the hazard scale.
You can find Philly-made soaps in Reading Terminal Market at Terralyn, where eccentric-looking bars come in the shapes of things like goddesses and birds, or visit Terrain at Styres (Glen Mills) to sample their preciously packaged offerings.
Cleanliness being next to godliness, or whatever your motivation to Not Be Stinky, think about revisiting your basic and not-so-basic bar soaps – you might help to turn the plastic tide.
I had the pleasure to do make-up for twins Alex and Chloe for their prom this spring. That may sound like standard make-up artist stuff, but truth be told, it’s the first prom make-up I’ve ever done. Not really my thing, since I imagine most teenage clients wouldn’t be able to keep their heads up long enough for me to get the make-up done, what with texting and all….
So….simple, elegant, knee length dresses, uncomplicated hair and a red carpet glow – this is what I wish every prom girl wanted to look like: